Dawn Divine Sword

He Ying opened his eyes and saw the Blue Star being destroyed. Cities, mountains, civilization: all were being sliced into neat black voids, like a painting erased with a rubber. “What a crude way to feed.” He remarked coldly, ready to leave. It had nothing to do with him. He was only passing through. The dying will of the world stopped him. “Sign a contract and protect this place. I’ll grant you a chance to reverse death.” He knew it was most likely a lie. But he had nothing left, except for a broken vow branded into the depths of his soul. So he became a shooting star and fell into the mortal world. On the day he arrived, naked and holding a steel pipe, he stood between a werewolf and a child. When an officer from the Dragon Kingdom offered an olive branch to this unregistered man, who had no records anywhere yet possessed a perfect body, he asked only one thing: “Do I get free room and board?” The world is being formatted, and he will be its final firewall.